In the quiet streets where whispers grow,
Lies a tale of hearts that beat slow.
Bound by chains unseen, yet felt,
Injustice’s weight, hearts have knelt.
Colors clash in the eyes of the blind,
Yet unity calls, a vision to find.
Voices rise, powerful and clear,
Breaking the silence, dispelling fear.
Echoes of the past, a haunting refrain,
Yet hope ignites, breaking the chain.
Together we stand, hands interlaced,
In the dance of change, no time to waste.
Dreams of tomorrow, painted anew,
In vibrant hues, possibilities grew.
Beyond the shadows, a brighter day,
Where love and understanding light the way.